I Became a God in a Horror Game

Heresy Authority, Tribunal.

On the white marble execution round table, there was no one around.

At the center of the execution platform was Cen Bu, who was bound by handcuffs and anklets. He sat quietly on the seat of the round platform and raised his head to look at Lu Yizhan, who had changed into the uniform of the 1st detachment in front of him. Laughing at Lu Yizhan: "How long have you been wearing this?"

"The Prophet's return, for such a flamboyant thing, won't the Heresy Administration give you a new custom one?"

Lu Yizhan put on his gloves in silence. He took the gun from the execution platform, pointed it at Cen Bu, and took a deep breath: "At 6:7 in the afternoon, heresy 0009 will be tried for the wounding incident."

"The name of the trial heresy, on behalf of the hunter Cen Bu."

"The judge, Lu Yizhan, was reinstated as the detachment captain three hours ago."

"Here's Cen Bu, please answer me-" Lu Yizhan looked directly at Cen Bu's eyes, his eyes had never been so cold and sharp, "Did he hurt or kill innocent people in the game?"

"Did you have the intention of using him to do evil in the process of containing the heretical Daniel?"

"Have you played the role of a coercion in this murder case, indulging the clown and hurting Mu Ke and Mu Sicheng who have done nothing wrong?"

"Is it possible at some point to prevent the tragedy from happening, but for my own obsession, I have to condemn innocent people as sinners, so as to vent the grievances and anger of others who have not saved so many world lines?"

"Have you been swept away by hatred in the process of reincarnation, the purpose is no longer rescue, but revenge, and you can no longer reasonably see the surrounding human beings and heretics, and distinguish their boundaries—"

"—Here 0009, as far as I can see, have they all become the target of execution in the future?"

Cen didn't dodge Lu Yizhan's eyes, he replied, "Yes."

"Should have killed me long ago, Lu Yizhan."

"Don't provoke me." Lu Yizhan's tone was full of emotional ups and downs, "I won't kill for my own emotions, I will only judge for what I did wrong."

"Two victims, Mu Ke and Mu Sicheng."

"Two seriously injured victims, Tang Erda and Liu Jiayi."

"I want to know what they did in this game, why were they, why were they seriously injured, and what role did they play in it?"

"I also missed someone." Cen Bu raised his head, he said calmly, "Bai Liu."

Lu Yizhan's pupils shrank.

He had a hunch...he would really shoot the gun today.

Cen continued unorganized and clear: "I started to accept Daniel into the meeting, just to shatter the soul of this world line Bai Liu, leaving this will make me white, it is no longer possible to stand on my side, I have to rely on it. I killed Bai Liu by myself, but I was required by the rules of the game not to directly interfere with Bai Liu's life, so I chose a compromise and a complete solution to the problem—"

"That is to let Daniel join the meeting."

"But it's impossible for Daniel to shoot Bai Liu." Lu Yizhan retorted calmly, "This plan is full of loopholes."

"Yes." Cen looked at the Lu Station restlessly, "I told him that as long as the power is strong enough and the value is high enough, the godfather can see it, and he will definitely choose to come find him."

"—And the best way to prove one's own strength is to defeat the godfather."

"As long as the godfather who wins the game clears the people around him, he will definitely come to find him."

"I'm inducing Daniel to kill. I know that as long as I move the people around Bai Liu, Bai Liu will definitely attack Daniel in reality. As long as Bai Liu starts to attack Daniel, any innocent person around Daniel is implicated and killed by Bai Liu, then It's absolutely impossible to let him go."

"And Daniel's family, if they want to do something to him, others will be implicated. As long as Bai Liu does it, he will have a way back."

"That's the plan I started with."

"From the current situation." Cen Bu even smiled sarcastically, "The plan went well."

Lu Yizhan was silent for a moment: "What did you do in the game?"

Cen Bu raised his head, he looked at Lu Yizhan with a grim expression on his face: "I put Bai Liu in the Sinner's Well, and stood by while the clown shot and killed, delaying time and coercing him, so that his skill Soul Shattering Gun can Keep cd'ing."

"—It caused Liu Jiayi and Tang Er to be seriously injured, and Mu Ke and Mu Sicheng died."

"These..." Lu Yizhan took two deep breaths, his voice trembling slightly, "Is it the purpose of the beginning, or the result of unintentional results?"

Cen Bu was quiet for a long time this time, he looked at Lu Yizhan with his bright yellow eyes, and his tone was calm:

"It's the purpose I started and the result I caused. I seek benevolence and benevolence."

"I completely meet the standards of the trial, let's execute it, Lu Yizhan."

Lu Yizhan held the gun. He watched Cen quietly for a while, and saw that his eyes were red, and then he gritted his teeth and took off the gun's insurance: "Here 0009, the trial is over."

"The verdict is guilty."

Cen closed his eyes.

in game.

When the monsters were slaughtered and they were about to clear the level, Bai Liu looked at Daniel who was so happy that he was about to jump up, and said with a chuckle, "Daniel, are you willing to make a deal with me?"

"Of course I do!" Daniel turned around excitedly, "Godfather, what are you going to do with me?"

"I said that tonight, I can kill Phoebe and get the whole family. If you want, I am willing to give the whole family to..."

"Oh, no, no!" Daniel quickly refuted himself, looking at Bai Liu with sparkling eyes, "Is it a transaction! I know the rules of the godfather, it must be traded with paper money! You can't give it away!"

"Then godfather, you can just give me a dollar!"

"I'll sell you the entire Hinchmani family for a dollar!" Daniel said.

"No, the family I don't want." Bai Liu's tone was flat, "The soul I want."

Daniel was stunned, and he quickly jumped up ecstatically: "Of course!"

"When are we trading!"

Bai Liu: "Just now."

"Okay!" Daniel kneeled on the ground reverently, he raised his head, and his eyes were full of cautious expectation, just like a child who was expecting his father to touch his forehead and praise him for being useful, "I am completely willing to , dedicate his soul to the godfather."

"Points?" Bai Liu looked at him and asked lightly, "Is it okay?"

"Of course!" Daniel cherished the point coin handed to him by Bai Liu, put it away, then raised his head and smiled brightly, "This is the best gift I've ever received. already."

"Really?" Bai Liu lowered his eyes, his eyes were blocked by long eyelashes, so he couldn't see clearly, "I want to play a game with you."

[System Tip: Player Bai Liu uses player Daniel's system panel to use the opponent's personal skill - (Soul Smashing Gun)]

Bai Liu pulled out his sniper rifle and aimed the muzzle, which gradually condensed green light, at Daniel, who was stunned. Bai Liu's eyes were full of emotions: "This game is—"

"—I will shoot at the sky, and the bullets will fall back to the ground according to the judgment. This gun may kill."

Daniel was "confused" and "confused": "Godfather?"

But he quickly accepted that Bai Liu would shoot him, he just shrugged his shoulders slightly regretfully, and closed his eyes: "If the godfather thinks the game of killing me is fun."

"Then the godfather will kill me."

"I'm just the property of the godfather. Of course, the godfather has the right to dispose of me at will. I won't recognize my position like those idiots."

Bai Liu turned the muzzle back again, the sniper rifle turned into a miniature toy in the process of turning it, and he put the gun back in Daniel's hand.

The muzzle of the gun condensed into a bullet point and aimed at Bai Liu. Bai Liu looked at Daniel whose expression instantly became terrified, and lowered his eyes and said softly, "—it might kill me too."

"The gun fires, guess the gun—"

"Will you kill or kill me?"

"boom--!"

"boom--!"

The gunfire in the Inquisition and the game sounded almost simultaneously, and stopped at the same time.

Bai Liu logged out of the game, Lu Yizhan took off his blood-stained gloves, they all stopped, and then continued to walk forward.

The white dove that was startled by the sound of gunfire on the edge of the courtroom flew into the sky, and the flowers of the Sinchmani family who were hit by the guests at the corner of the stairs fell to the ground. , the scattered white of the pigeon, at the end of the gunshot, merged into the color of blood.

Behind Bai Liu came the terrified screams of the guests:

"Daniel shot 'suicide'!"

Cen Bu, who was sitting on a chair behind Lu Yizhan, fell down slowly. Lu Yizhan covered his eyes and slowly adjusted his breathing, thinking back to the last words that Cen did not say to him:

[Senior brother. 】

[Only accompany here in the last world line. 】

[I broke my promise. 】

On the sixth day after the semi-finals, it is advisable to be buried.

Mu Ke's funeral was organized by his housekeeper. It was extravagant, but for some reason, it was not fast. Moreover, Mu Ke's parents showed their faces from the beginning to the end. Asking about Mu Ke's matters during his lifetime is always looking for Bai Liu, such as what Mu Ke likes to eat, what to wear, where he likes to go to play, and what he did during his lifetime.

Bai Liu asked why.

The housekeeper wiped away his tears and said sadly: "Mu Shao's father has already prepared for Mu Shao's death, this set of burial equipment and process was prepared by Mu Shao's father when he was a few years old. Use it, and now Mu Shaozhen ... will use it immediately."

"At least what Mu Shao likes and what he hates, I don't know who to ask except you, Mu Shao is not close to his parents, Mu Shao's parents don't know what he likes and hates, you are one of the few people he has had close contact with. , I can only ask you."

Mu Sicheng's funeral was basically held by Bai Liu's hands, but when the "fucking" was over, Mu Sicheng's parents appeared in a hurry.

Mu Sicheng’s parents met Bai Liu twice, ate twice, thanked him, and said they would settle the funeral expenses with him and give him a red envelope. Bai Liu refused, but it seemed that the two parents had At the same time, Bai Liu, who had held two funerals, was regarded as an employee of the funeral department. He would definitely give Bai Liu a red envelope, and he would definitely "fuck" their son's funeral.

But there is still the meaning of taking over the process of "fucking" Mu Sicheng's funeral.

Bai Liu realized something, he politely accepted the money, and said that if there is any major event, the two of you can go back and wait until the funeral.

Mu Sicheng's parents let out a sigh of relief. They had just cried a moment ago, and their tearful faces showed an obvious expression of relief and relief, as if they had left a big burden: "We work very hard. I'm really busy, I really want to help him do it well, we have enough money here, the budget is less than 20,000 yuan, you can look at it and do it well, and you must organize a funeral for my son."

Bai Liu agreed and quietly watched the parents leave.

He could feel that Mu Sicheng's parents felt sad for Mu Sicheng's, but this kind of sadness was really shallow, so shallow that Bai Liu wondered if it was normal for them to be sad like that, and I was like this Is it abnormal to be sad? Is it a mental patient or a monster who will take revenge for his friend's sadness to the point where there is no peace?

Maybe he really has always been a monster.

And the monster is only white at this moment. It turns out that the tears between people and people can be so shallow.

Mu Ke's parents also came to see him several times. The parents, who were dressed in exquisite and elegant clothes, sat dignifiedly opposite Bai Liu, restrained in tears, and expressed their sadness implicitly, thanking him for taking care of Mu Ke. , What is it talking about, Bai Liu can't remember anymore.

Bai Liu only remembers looking at the boy sitting next to them who is not much younger than Mu Ke. The other party's eyes are a little dull, and his appearance is somewhat similar to Mu Ke, but unlike Mu Ke, he always smiles when he looks at him. Qian was not gentle, but looked at him with some fear.

Or, the look in his eyes at this moment is terrifying.

"Mr. Bai Liu?" Soon Mu Ke's father noticed Bai Liu's sight, his scalp was a little numb in front of his illegitimate son, and his tone was weak, "Excuse me, look at Mu Ke's younger brother, what's the matter? "

"He's Mu Ke's younger brother?" Bai Liu took a sip of water, as if he was gossiping, and his tone was calm, "Why have I never heard Mu Ke mention it?"

Mu Ke's parents paused in embarrassment, then Mu Ke's father cleared his throat and said, "We also have suitable people here to give a speech, just in time for Mu Ke's younger brother to go up to give Mu Ke a eulogy."

"At that time, many people from our side will come, and I will also take this opportunity to introduce Mu Ke's younger brother to everyone. There was also a suitable opportunity before..."

Oh, that's what it meant to come to him.

Bai Liu suddenly realized.

It turned out to use Mu Ke's funeral as a stepping stone to announce to someone the new heir to the Mu family, and to announce to the world that Mu Ke, the eldest son with heart disease who had dragged them down for twenty-five years, has passed away, and now standing in front of them is a brand new one. , the heir of the Mu family who is healthy, will not be unstable, and will not die prematurely. At the same time, I hope that his friend who is Mu Ke's face will get to know each other and not do anything.

Bai Liu put down the water glass and looked up at the younger brother: "If they let him appear at Mu Ke's funeral."

"I can make Mu Ke's funeral his funeral."

Bai Liu said lightly in the horrified eyes of Mu Ke's parents: "Now I have two funerals in hand."

"—I don't mind more." Bai Liu said softly with a smile.

It was Mu Ke's younger brother's speech that was canceled.

On the day of the funeral, early in the morning, the Internal Hospital of the Heresy Administration.

Bai Liu stood in the corridor and looked at Tang Erda and Liu Jiayi, who were lying on the beds in the ward. They were both wearing ventilators and were in the critically ill wards on both sides of the corridor. The circuit and magnetic film, blood pressure and heartbeat are high and low, fast and slow, with a ventilator on his face, his brows are wrinkled, and with uneven breathing, he spit mist on the ventilator, which looks weak.

With the help of Su Zheng, Bai Liu also transferred Liu Jiayi to the hospital inside the Heresy Administration, which is also the reason that Hearts could not find out.

"It's been almost a week since I was in a coma." Su Yue and Bai Liuqi stood in the corridor, he looked worriedly, "Why are you still awake?"

"Is it attacked by some heresy and hurt so badly?"

——Bai Liu told Su Zheng that Tang Erda and Liu Jiayi were both attacked by heretics, and Su Zheng also suspected that they had indeed detected a considerable amount of pollution.

After visiting Tang Erda and Liu Jiayi, Bai Liu was about to set off for the funeral. The location of Mu Sicheng and Mu Ke's cemetery was also helped by Su Yue. He said something like this—

"The Heresy Administration often suffers casualties, so it has a good relationship with the developers of many cemeteries." Su Zheng smiled helplessly, "I think that this relationship can still be used."

"I thought that only people from the Heresy Administration would need to keep in touch with cemetery real estate developers."

When Bai Liu left the hospital, the sky was overcast. He was wearing a black suit, with only a white paper flower pinned to his chest. It was in the open sky for the funeral, to prevent the rain from getting wet. A paper flower, Bai Liu brought a black long-handled umbrella to the cemetery.

He was very prescient in bringing an umbrella, and it rained halfway through the funeral.

The people who attended the funeral began to babble, and the first ones to complain were Mu Sicheng's parents. They complained in a low voice, but Bai Liu still heard them.

"...How come it's over?"

"Have you got the funeral bill? How much did it cost?"

"It's a lot..."

"Don't talk about it, just this time, you won't have to give Mu Si a living allowance in the future, it's just that the money was given to him in advance."

"Fortunately, when we found out that Mu Si was stealing the east, we had already begun to consider test tubes..."

"Hey, that's it, we don't owe him anything, don't vote for our family in the next life, it's fate."

Bai Liu was standing in the rain with a long-handled umbrella, her long eyelashes hung with drops of water, and she slowly lifted it up.

It was Mu Ke's parents who immediately began to discuss. Their faces were sad and weeping, but the words they said carried a strange sense of relief:

"...Ke'er is a good boy, so much."

"But it's better to go. He doesn't have to be tortured anymore."

"We don't have to suffer anymore."

"Good for everyone."

Bai Liu raised his eyes, his tone was flat, and through the rain curtain, there was a kind of elusiveness and chill:

"There is no need for a third person to feel relieved at their death at this funeral."

"If so, please leave."

The funeral was solemn. Bai Liu, a friend with an uncertain background and an unfathomable background, made some people fear him. Mu Sicheng's parents took the lead and bowed their heads nervously and left, and Mu Ke's parents wanted to stay again. Well, let's do it for a while, but under Bai Liu's gaze, he also left with a tingling scalp.

In the center of the two already placed tombstones, there was only a white willow holding a long-handled umbrella.